[Getting on an ice rink? Nah, miss her with that shit, but when there's someone amusing to watch, maybe Velvette will actually find the wherewithal to actually investigate by perching on the rails of the rink to make her poor 5'6" self look a little taller than she actually is.]
You really think they're going to know anything? I would take a wild guess that the Big Boss is probably the fuckin' King of Hell, but also could just be existing in Hell in general, a lot of weird shit happens in Hell... Hells now, I guess, since this is absolutely a different one than the one I know. [Such as she's pretty sure this isn't the Ring she's familiar with nor was there fucking ice everywhere. Or the fact they let people go between Hell and Heaven.]
'Sides, if it's all some clerical error, might as well run with it and see what happens. Hell is Hell after all and you can do all the awful evil shit you want and no one's going to really give a fuck. Wanna fleece someone of all their belongings? Sure, normal Tuesday. Shank a man for looking at you wrong? Babes, that happens every day in the middle of the streets. Hell's for demons and sinners~ [Says the woman that, if he looks barely hard enough, clearly has the markings similar to a ball-jointed doll.]
And most of the shit these weirdos peddle isn't gonna do shit anyway unless you're one of the freaks that still thinks it's cool to decorate with grim shit.
Hell level~
You really think they're going to know anything? I would take a wild guess that the Big Boss is probably the fuckin' King of Hell, but also could just be existing in Hell in general, a lot of weird shit happens in Hell... Hells now, I guess, since this is absolutely a different one than the one I know. [Such as she's pretty sure this isn't the Ring she's familiar with nor was there fucking ice everywhere. Or the fact they let people go between Hell and Heaven.]
'Sides, if it's all some clerical error, might as well run with it and see what happens. Hell is Hell after all and you can do all the awful evil shit you want and no one's going to really give a fuck. Wanna fleece someone of all their belongings? Sure, normal Tuesday. Shank a man for looking at you wrong? Babes, that happens every day in the middle of the streets. Hell's for demons and sinners~ [Says the woman that, if he looks barely hard enough, clearly has the markings similar to a ball-jointed doll.]
And most of the shit these weirdos peddle isn't gonna do shit anyway unless you're one of the freaks that still thinks it's cool to decorate with grim shit.